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09.28.05
Random Act of Findness
11:42 PMJust as inspiration flees, along comes a meme. Via Dewayne, these are the instructions:
- Dive into your archive.
- Find your 23rd post.
- And the fifth sentence therein.
- Post that sentence and these instructions.
- Recruit five other victims. [I'm flagrantly disobeying this instruction. I don't do chain letters, and I don't do direct email meming. Anyone who wants to pick up the torch for free from here, have at it.]
I hope this meme has an international commission, because I need a ruling. The first line of my 23rd post, stardate 01.19.01 ...
Scenes from an impromptu forget-my-troubles-and-spend-money- while-I-have-it lunchtime trip to the Embarcadero:
... isn't really a sentence. But maybe it's a sentence in spirit. Whether it counts or not determines what the magic fifth sentence is. If yes, my answer is:
"I guess he's a Lakers fan," the cop said amiably to me.
If not, it's the much less interesting ...
"Yeah, that's surprising," I said.
You make the call. Either way you go, the second-or-first sentence is way better:
I wound up chatting with a cop in the men's restroom.
The whole entry, in fact, is better than anything I've posted in months. Ah, my lost blogging youth.
09.27.05
The Answer Is Not 42
11:55 PMAs we muck our way through what philosophers in Minnesota refer to as "this thing called life," we all from time to time ponder the big questions: What is the meaning of life? Is there a God? Why is he or she so pissy? Why are we here, and what's that horrible smell?
But I think we've been overlooking the real big one. Just think how much more productive, more enjoyable, and less annoying your life would be if we could just find the answer to the real Ultimate Question, which hit me today like a sledge hammer wielded by Gallagher:
Why do stupid people make the most noise?
09.26.05
Curbed, Without Enthusiasm
11:01 PM
Hey, if you were abandoned on a Dumpster, you'd be cheesed off too.
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